Borstal Boys

[Intro]

Take heed!

[Verse 1]

Cell block five, how I hate bromide

With your coffee in the morning makes you so sterile

The corner gang never made a man of me, boy – no!

You know the walls are tall, and the inmates scheme

There's no one here that's more than 17

Bet your life there's a riot tonight in the mess hall (Listen!)

A letter from your hometown makes you sad

You read it when the warden's had a second laugh

He said, "Sentimental rubbish ain't got no place in here, boy"

[Chorus]

See the years roll on by

Such a senseless waste of time

What a way to reform

Call out your number; who's a non-conformer?

Not me, baby! Oh yeah

[Verse 2]

Shakey Brown didn't hang around

When a Molotov, it didn't do it's stuff

He went back in there and said it with a sawed-off shotgun

You know Poker Sam couldn't lose a hand

If he did, you was hit by a downtown tram

Or crushed in the path of a moving elevator (Elevator! Ohh...)

[Chorus]

See the years roll on by

What a senseless waste of time

What a way to reform

Call out your number; who's a non-conformer?

Not me, baby! Ohhh...

[Verse 3]

When I get out, I'll get straight

If this old world gives me half a break

But, if you see me in the corner with a chip on my shoulder

Don't blame me (Don't blame me, baby) – no, no!

[Breakdown]

Hit me! (Woo!)

Ow, ow, ow!

[Outro]

Got to make a break for the county line! (Whoa)